Saiyuki Chronicles - The Naneko Chapter [COMPLETE]

Naneko Chapter - Part 3

Word Count: 1,086

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Seiten Taisei propped himself on his hands. Naneko twisted her hands around the chain and gave it another forceful tug launching the sage through the air. Naneko flicked both wrists, manipulating the chain in her hands and wrapped the chain around Seiten Taisei's other wrist and bound them together. Seiten Taisei let out a loud growl, struggling to free his hands and took immediate note of the buzzing feeling in his wrists - no. It was a warm, tingling sensation that left his hands almost feeling hallow. Was this because of the chain? Whatever it was, it irritated Seiten Taisei greatly and continued to try and tear his wrists free.

Naneko swayed her hips as she approached her helpless charge. "It's no use," Naneko sang, "you can go ahead and struggle all you want. It only brings me more enjoyment to see you fight against the inevitable. My necklace is made o-" Seiten Taisei let out another loud growl, interrupting Naneko's little speech as he threw sand in her eyes. Naneko shrieked and stumbled backwards. Seiten Taisei, still low to the ground, threw all his body weight into his shoulder, knocking the wind out of Naneko and sending them both to the ground.

Seiten Taisei landed on top of Naneko, his nose popping out from between her breasts. His hands were still bound...and between the faint wetness of Naneko's sex and his painful erection (which he had forgotten about). Seiten Taisei just stared up at Naneko, a clear blush high on his cheeks, turning his ears a dark shade of red. Naneko just stared back down at him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

The chain Naneko held became slack in her hand as she stared at Seiten Taisei in her breathless state. The bindings around Seiten Taisei's wrists loosened as he struggled to push himself up and free his hands under his own body weight. The act itself only put more pressure on his cock.

The sudden feel of a single sharpened nail trailing along the inside of Naneko's leg made her catch her breath. Her body stiffened at the sensation and caused goose bumps to rise on her arms and trickle down her legs. She reflexively arched her back up against him.

Seiten Taisei propped himself onto his knees, ripping the chain from his wrists and bound Naneko's wrists in a single hand above her head before she could recover to do that little trick with her necklace. She let out a cry, throwing her head back at the action. He was quick! For as long as the fight had been going on, Seiten Taisei's body showed no signs of fatigue.

"So, the monkey has a little fight to him," Naneko teased though half-lidded eyes. Seiten Taisei hovered over Naneko, her legs spread on either side of him. He glared down at the woman, searching for fear behind this brave face. It was a look Seiten Taisei could drink in for centuries and never tire of it. Naneko's eyes didn't show so much as a glimmer of self-doubt. Like she was confident she was going to leave this fight alive. Seiten Taisei wondered what she was scheming.

Seiten Taisei's eyes trailed down Naneko's body as her chest rose and sank with each breath. Her hair lay fanned out beneath her head in an array of directions. Naneko's dress was askew - one side was wadded high up on her thigh.

What was that reaction she gave earlier? Seiten Taisei looked at his free hand and lightly trailed his nails along her exposed thigh once more, searching for that one spot that made her writhe underneath him. A sound escaped Naneko's lips that almost sounded like she was in pain. Her head tilted back into her hair, her leg folded upwards with encouragement for Seiten Taisei to continue further.

This piqued Seiten Taisei's curiosity as he readjusted his weight back on his knees. Sand was certainly not comfortable for this sort of thing, but suspicious and curious of Naneko's intentions, Seiten Taisei was not about to let his guard down. This brave act could be an elaborate trap to catch him off guard for all he knew. The mere act of running his nails along the inside of Naneko's thigh made her breath hitch as her thigh spasmed and tingled at the sensation.

Whoa! What was that? Naneko looked down at Seiten Taisei's hand. Sonofabitch! His nails had slit the string on her thong. Fucker! Naneko liked this thong! Regardless of its plain pattern, it was still a cute thong.

She let out a whine at the sight. Seiten Taisei cocked his head to the side, eyes squinting at this reaction. He switched his hands, pushing the other side of the dress up to her waist and tickled his nails all along Naneko's inner thigh. He had no idea what those nails were doing to her as she squirmed underneath him.

Naneko hadn't had sex in too damn long and the bastard had to go and tease all her sensitive areas? She snapped out of her happy daze and looked down. Oh hell no! The little shit had slit the other side of her thong. She glared up at Seiten Taisei. "Great. NOW I'm going commando. You happy now, you stupid monkey?!!" Tears formed at the corners of Naneko's eyes, anger clearly written on her face.

What happened? Seiten Taisei didn't draw blood. Nor did he break any of her bones. He didn't even break skin! He was damn sure he hadn't done anything that would have caused this kind of reaction. So why was it that, all of a sudden, Naneko's demeanor had changed? What happened to that brave warrior he was facing just minutes before? No matter; whatever he did, he clearly had the upper hand over Naneko. Or so he thought.

Naneko gripped her necklace, the chain reacted to her and began to glow. Before Seiten Taisei could react, the pendulum at the end of the chain whipped across his cheek, catching him off guard. Seiten Taisei released his hold on Naneko's wrists and leaned back, his hand clutching at the thin wound. Naneko rose and punched the monkey in the chest, knocking him backward. The charge was stunned as a light trail of blood slid down his cheek. He looked up to see an angry silhouette hovering above him, a piece of fabric lightly falling to her feet.

"You're going to regret that," threatened the angry succubus.